The Club Sandwich Generation

my life,  it's good but has lots of layers

They say we are the sandwich generation.  It is not just an ordinary two slices of bread sandwich, it's at least a club sandwich and sometimes instead of a sandwich it's a torte.  You have your spouse, your parents, both or maybe just one, your kids,and your grand children,  your siblings if you have any, and your career if you have one. ( In my case it's not a career, but my insides calling me to be an artist)  You just want everyone to be happy and get along.   Is there a day when all this comes together and that happens?  I guess there are days when it seems so.  But with so many different personalities, opinions, lifestyles and such...well, it probably doesn't  happen as often as we would like.   I am not good with confrontations.  I definitely have my own opinions on matters.  As for Mom,  When you have as many siblings as I do that makes for a lot of opinions.  We all want whats best for mom, I know that.  But, how do you decide what's best when there are so many different thoughts on the matter?  I would love for her to be able to live in her own home and to take care of herself.  She keeps telling me that she is perfectly capable of doing this.  After all she has been doing this for 80 plus years!!  The last few days she has been on the "When are you going to take me home,  Can you call one of the boys to come get me, I am not going to stay here.....and on and on.   I just want to say , sure Mom, let's go pack you up and go home.  Problem is, even though she has the town right, she does not have the location correct.  She keeps asking , "where is so and so" someone who hasn't even been around here.   Last Sunday she was watching basketball on TV with Mike and she was back in elementary school at Graham playing basketball and Mike was on the team. At one time when she was returning from using the restroom she came back into the living room and looked at Mike and asked him where is Vera??  We did not know any Vera. Mom didn't get to finish school.  She really wanted to but she had to quit and help at home.  She really liked playing basketball, she has talked about it a lot through the years.  I hate it that she didn't get to continue through high school.  Life gets in the way of what we think we want to do.  We certainly can't even think of seeing the bigger plan.  I think of the things that I thought that I wanted to do,  one thing that I always wanted to do was be an artist for Walt Disney.  I thought that that would be so cool.  But, the bigger plan, for me, was to get married and have four sons that  would reflect their father so that the four women that they would marry would know what  God intended Real Men to be like.  I think Mike is the perfect example of that. 
me thinks I have digressed
With all the things going on right now with all the layers of my torte, I'm rather tired of it all.  Is it time to move to a deserted island (that might be to hot) or the top of a mountain (Mike wouldn't like that-to cold and no golf) so here I will stay and take it one minute (forget taking it a day at a time) at a time and pray that I will do and be the best that I can be.